#messy poem

[poetsofthestars]

constellations

sometimes I get lost in the idea

that constellations aren’t manmade

that they were born as beautiful artworks

that they were etched into the night sky by his gentle hand

but in reality

they are just dots

on an eternal canvas of space

We changed the sky to have illustrations

To have stories written above

To teach us, to guide us

We gave the stars voices and we gave them stories

I think

The idea of constellations

Is beautifully

human

to see the known within the unknown

to see a distant light and recognise the image

of a mother cradling her sleeping child

or a dog pawing gently at the ground.

Sometimes I wonder if

other creatures out in the ocean of the unknown

also looked upon the same stars

and saw the elaborate stories we too tell

i find comfort

In that thought.

that another being saw the same things we saw

despite being so infinitely far away

we changed the stars

we gave them stories

we gave them souls

we gave them voices

the way we find comfort in this void

through the stories of distant lights

I think

Is beautifully human

[wormrodeo]

I’m okay right here

a soft tune

an angel on the mantle piece

it’s porcelain gaze holding yours

I never thought I’d cry so much about getting old

watching everyone around me move onward

I never knew I could feel so solemn when I’m away from you

the flowers are dried and crumpled up between your dresser and your wall

You couldn’t understand how afraid I’ve been since you came into my life

I’m not sure what to do with myself anymore

I have been torn from my past self and wonder if I will make it through these feelings

My chair creeks, the candles melted all over the table

All I do is for myself and yet you don’t seem to mind

I keep messing up, keep doing the wrong things

will you still keep me by your side?

I turn to you and your smiling at me

[luvamuse]

If not today,

then it is tomorrow,

but if not today,

then it will never be tomorrow.

- vvie, 11/17/2024, in a life full of myself #06

[bluryyyblu]

[hisbodycorpse]

⠀ 𝕭iogrɑfíɑs, 𝜇𝑠𝜎 𝑙𝜄𝑏𝑟𝜀.

⠀⠀ 01. #𝑪u͟e͟r͟p͟o ♱ ⦉ 體找到了出路 ⦊

⠀⠀ ◙ 𝟖𝟹 。       𝐭͟𝐢͟𝐧͟𝐭͟𝐚͟ 𝐨͟ 𝐩͟𝐚͟𝐩͟𝐞͟𝐥͟.

⠀⠀

02. ℘ ⃛͡ †. Goose—bumps 𓉲 ⠀‛ ⋄

#每一个爱抚，直到我们成为陌生人。

03. 深入皮膚下的紋身,⠀⠀   𓍝 ⠀⠀即使身⠀

#.o͟ɹ͟ᴉ͟ɟ͟ɐ͟Z͟ 𖤓⠀⠀ 𓊆 體找到了出路 𓊇 ⅞

04. 𝐀͟𝐧͟𝐠͟𝐞͟𝐥͟'𝐬 𝐅͟𝐚͟𝐥͟𝐥͟.

🚫 ꯳⃘꤫ 𒋲 ꉺ ҉

05. 𓏶 ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗼.

𝑑͟𝑒͟𝑠͟𝑒͟𝑟͟𝑡͟𝑜͟𝑟͟. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𖥟

Estas biografías pueden ser modificadas,

intercaladas, tomadas como inspiración.

Si bien se respetan mis créditos, es decir,

no hacerlas pasar como suyas.

[espuor]

kenshō “ 本、

a experiência zen ou iluminação, quando a própria natureza é vista para o que realmente é.

“Em silêncio, respira profundamente. Olha com ferocidade para as árvores que ardem na beira da estrada, chamas verdes que se agitam como animais selvagens em pé. Ela as encara com agressividade. Como se esperasse das árvores uma resposta, ou melhor, como se exigisse, lança a elas um olhar sombrio e obstinado.”

────⠀⠀A Vegetariana, Han Kang.

[friesitas]

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝑦 ⠀⠀⠀𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐ռ ⠀⠀⠀𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 ⠀⠀⠀𝖺𝗇𝖽 ⠀⠀⠀𝖺 ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴍɪɴᴅ ⠀⠀⠀𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 ⠀⠀⠀𝑜𝑓 ⠀⠀⠀ɬ𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌

[artchixs]

in another life

love affair that is the walk home

[brunettelolita]

୨୧

[cowgiess]

𝖡𝖨𝖮𝖲 ★ 𝖥𝖮𝖱 𝖱𝖯𝖦

𝗣𝗢𝗘𝗦𝗜𝗔 𝖣𝖤 𝟣𝟫𝟪𝟢 ‘ ★ 𝖲 𝖨 𝖭 𝖳 𝖮 𝖭 𝖨 𝖠

𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗂 𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗆𝖺 ☀️🪴🌟 — 𝟸𝟻 𝖠𝖱𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖵𝖤𝖲

𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝖺 𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽ã𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗌 𝗈𝗅𝗁𝗈𝗌 @𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗋���𝗈𝗏𝖾

𝖯𝖮𝖱 ✷ 𝖯𝖠𝖱𝖨𝖲 - 𝖥 𝖱 𝖠 𝖭 Ç 𝖠 &’ 𝖯𝖮𝖤𝖲𝖨𝖠

𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝗂 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗼𝘀𝗶𝖽𝖺𝖽𝖾 눈, #𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄 🐝

★ 𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗌 𝗈𝗅𝗁𝗈𝗌 @𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗎 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗿ã𝗼.

𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗈 𖦹︎ 𝖬𝖤𝖫𝖮𝖣𝖨𝖠 𝖽𝗂 𝗠𝗣𝗕 — 🐝🌞🌀

𝖿𝗂𝗓 𝗎𝗆 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖻𝖺 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗿𝗶𝘀 ✷삼바, 나의 탄생.

p͟𝗈𝗂𝗌 𝗍ú𝗌 é𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗎 𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾 @user𝗅ove

𝗩𝗟𝗢𝗚 𝗶𝗻 𝗦𝗔𝗟𝗩𝗔𝗗𝗢𝗥 ★🐯🌟🌀

생활과 배움 . 𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾, 𝗆𝗉𝖻, 𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗌 #A͟𝐌𝐎𝐑

𝖾𝗎 𝗌𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂 𝖺 𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗋 @𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾

𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗗𝗘 𝗗𝗘 𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟬 ★ 과장된 금발, 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝗂 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗈

𝖲𝖤𝖴𝖲 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗃𝗈𝗌 @𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 🌀🍻🪴#𝖠𝖬𝖮𝖱E͟𝗧𝗥𝖠𝖭𝖲𝖠

𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖺𝗌, 𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗌, 𝖡𝖫𝗢𝖦 𝗂𝗇 𝖨𝖯𝖠𝗡𝗘𝗠𝗔 나의 순수함.

𝖢𝖠𝖭𝖳𝖮 𝖽𝗂 𝗔𝗠𝗢𝗥 & 𝖯𝖠𝖹 ★ ＬＵＡ , ＢＲＥＪＡ

#𝗘𝗫𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗥A͟𝗗𝗢 𝗃𝗈𝗀𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗈𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗌 𝗉é𝗌 @𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾

🍻’ 𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗈 𝗎𝗆 𝖱𝖮𝖬𝖠𝗡𝗖𝗘 - 극심한 ‘ 𝟢𝟣 .

𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗁𝗈 𝖬𝖠𝖭𝖨𝖠 𝖽𝗂 𝗈𝖼ê #𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖺

★ 𝖠𝖱𝖳𝖤, 𝖬𝖯𝖡, 𝖯𝖮𝖤𝖲𝖨𝖠 &’ V͟𝗢𝖢ê @𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗏e

𝖵 𝖨 𝖵 𝖠 𝖹 - 🪴☀️🌀 그냥 살아.

caso usar algumas dessas bios, dê os devidos créditos ao criador @ cowgies on ig. ☝🏻

[poemofmymessysblog]

Tragic love poet diet

Inspired by @honeysugarfree

This is my first time doing this type of a diet so any suggestions and advice will be greatly appreciated!!!:D

Your hands are cold yet heart so warm a yearning for feeling of fulfilment that no food of riches can ever satisfy with greed of hunger what others call love.

Your love is truly tragic,not as light as others your eyes have seen,not for ones of light hearts it's shade of such red it feels like poisoned kiss.

How do you want readers decades from now to see you as you are and what you will be. Unknown,unseen kind of divine as your poems of the brightly nights shine,you should look and thrive basked in the nights loving sky,shine of moonlight that won't be known by many eyes.

Food is sweetness to the bitterness and love in your heart as you see what you shall not,and feel the unforgivable loving though.eat sweet fruits and write of your forbidden binding love,such as pomegranate,grapes,red apples, strawberries, cherries, raspberries and blueberries, blackberries and wild berries. Add some honey for extra sweetness to the fruits if you wish so! (Optional!)(max 150 cal)

Get in some vegetables as well as a quick tomato salad for lunch should satisfy,add some seasoning such as spice or feta cheese and some cucamber<3(max 200 çãl)

Write down what you ate and describe it as it is,a night is long so why not get some coffee and cream and a cigarette(Optional,if you don't smoke or drink coffee get yourself some tea such as green tea ,nana tea, cinnamon!! Or cup of low cal warm chocolate) while watching the sun turn into the moon and day into the night with slightly fading light<3(max 150 çãl)

Walk when you can listen to music in your earphones, look at the falling leafs and blushing trees,make some steps!(At least 4k)

Have a snack if you need to calm your mind<3(my personal favourite is rice cake with tsp of honey for sweet dreams)

Max 600c net!!(Optional!!)

Last rice cake photo is mine,from time I actually took a picture<3 also Tumblr limited my photos:(

[confessoo]

𝒥á sabíamos o final do nosso ℛomance.

[fuckito]

꒰ 🚬 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

𝖡𝗎𝗍 ⠀𝗒𝗈𝗎 ⠀𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 ⠀𝘁𝗼 ⠀𝗺𝗲⠀, ⠀𝗈𝗈𝗁⠀, ⠀𝗒𝗈𝗎 ⠀𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 ⠀𝘁𝗼 ⠀𝗺𝗲

[acrux5]

ㅤ⎯⎯ 𝐈. 𝐎ne 𝗘ternity. ⎯⎯

𝐈𝐈. ℜ. 𝕿wo 𝑺꯭ouls. ✟

— @acrux5

If you use it, like or repost.

[aengell]

Suddenly you’re 25

At a friends wedding

You’d always say, that they‘d be the first of your friend group to marry

You’re eating lemon merengue and cherry cakepops with white chocolate

You’re wearing a long white summer dress

The bride wanted an all white wedding

It’s the beginning of May, and the April snow feels like a thing of the past already

It’s like the warm embrace of spring, and its abundant green and yellow fields had cast a spell on everyone

April amnesia

They’re playing that one song by The Cranberries

You remember being 21 and sitting on the train back to your shared Berlin flat

Not wearing any makeup, your hair a faded shade of pink

Planning what your next Sunday bake project is gonna be,

What you’re gonna do next week on your free days,

Wondering when they stopped putting shoe sizes on the sole of the shoes,

What your next tattoo is gonna be

And what flowers you‘ll have at your wedding

You’re dreaming of a brick house with lemon trees in the backyard

Of a husband who’s tall enough to reach and pick the fruits by hand

Of making lemonade with just enough honey and maybe some elderflower sirup

Dreaming of raising a child, returning to your hometown, letting go, an endless spring, listening to The Cranberries with your mother and feeling at ease with April snow and imperfect banana bread

[fre-sitas]

𝟣𝟣︰𝟣𝟣

⣼ 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 . ꤦ✿

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